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I'm in a bar somewhere in London. It's not a swanky one like you'd expect a London bar to be, in fact it's really scruffy and rough-looking. Yes, a bar can be rough-looking. I turn around on my seat to face the stage. A young man around my age puts the guitar strap around him and tests the mic. He then proceeds to sing;
Am I crazy or am I blind?
Someone told me I'm out of my mind
Someone told me a girl I like
Fell in love and all I did was cry
"Isn't it crazy how this song is so accurate to my situation right now?" I ask Ben, the bartender. He's used to having me around so much that we're best friends now. He replies, "What, another boy who you've never even talked to started dating another girl?"
I shoot him a hurt look and face the singer instead. I mumble quietly but loud enough for Ben to hear, "Yeah." Ben laughs and continues to clean the glasses with a cloth while saying, "I know you too well, Del."
"So you should know that I am easily hurt, Ben." I say as I gulp down my Coke. Ben looks at me and sarcastically asks, "If you drink too much of that, I'm afraid I can't let you drive home." I roll my eyes and say, "I don't want to get drunk tonight. The last time I got drunk, I called Matthew."
"Your ex-boyfriend?"
"Yeah, and I told him how I still love him."
"You still do?"
"The point is, Ben, it's embarrassing. I dumped him, afterall."
"I can't tell if you're a heartbreaker or a loser."
"I can't tell if you're annoying or annoying."
Ben laughs and serves another guy beside me. I turn to look at the singer again and let myself go lost in the lyrics and melody.
Someone loved me but not today
Will you show me, show me away
How to love
I shake the poisonous thoughts out of my mind and call Ben over, "Another glass please. Add just a tiny bit of Vodka if you may." Ben smiles at me and pours only Vodka in my empty glass. I protest, "Hey, I said Coke and a pinch of Vodka!" He says, "You need this, love. It's on me."
I sigh at how pathetic this is. Got my heartbroken by someone who doesn't knows me. Getting free drinks from a bartender. I gulp down the vodka in my glass and slam it back on the table. This shit is good.
I need to pee. I did, afterall, just drank a whole cup of Coke and another of Vodka. I say to Ben who's clearly busy, "I'm off to the loo."
I walk over to the ladies' toilet and push it open. Sadly, it doesn't open. I push it with all my energy and it still doesn't. I try kicking it, punching it, nothing happens. I look at the mens' toilet and a thought springs into my mind. I make sure the coast is clear and quickly enter the mens' toilet. No one's inside, which makes me feel lucky. I sway over to an empty stall and do my business in there. I carefully put down a few tissues on the cover before sitting on it. When I'm almost done, I hear someone entering the toilet. I tell myself not to panic and act normal.
I flush the toilet and exit my stall. The guy who entered just now is peeing at one of the peeing place thing that's on the wall. I walk past him and say, "Hey."
He looks over his shoulder and when he sees me, he hurriedly and panickly puts one hand on the wall and the other trying to hide his junk away from me. He says, "This is the mens' toilet!" I stop walking and stand a few steps away from him, facing him. I say, "I know."
